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Elizabeth Black
June 9th, 2010, 10:24 PM
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Title: Fountain of Youth

Release Date: 11 June 2010

ISBN: 978-1-934446-88-1

Author: Elizabeth Black

Format: E-Book

Length: 5,197 words 28 pp (PDF)

Genre: Romance

Category: Erotic, Paranormal, Fantasy, Gay, Male-Male

Price: $2.99

Buy link: Coming June 11 at http://www.romancedivine.com/.

Blurb:

What if you could have a do-over; a second chance at love and
romance with the object of your heart’s desire? Sixty-eight
year old housewife Syd eyes her strapping young gardener,
Evan, and dreams of… What would “you” wish for? Careful,
sometimes wishes do come true, but it might not always be
exactly what you want. Syd finds romance, and changes, when
she discovers a secret Fountain of Youth.

Excerpt 1:

Sydney stood in her kitchen, eyeing up Evan's strong form
as he drank a glass of water. Sweat rolled down his neck onto
his broad chest. Sleek yet muscular, Sydney could not help
but admire the strong yet subdued beauty of the man who
stood so close—yet so far. Years of tending to her garden
formed those muscular biceps and flat stomach. If only I
were young and pretty again, young enough and pretty enough
to attract a beautiful man like Evan.

"Thanks for the water, Syd. Working in your garden always makes
me break out in a sweat."

"How long do you think you'll be today?" She didn't want him
to leave; she could watch his lovely body at work all day long.
What would his arms feel like wrapped around me as we lay in
my bed? Stop daydreaming, Syd. You're too old for daydreams.

"Probably another four or five hours. I'm planting fresh irises and
feeding the Yoshino cherry trees. You'll love the irises. I found delicate
blue ones that were forced only a couple of weeks ago."

"Don't overwork yourself."

"You're so kind to me. No danger of overwork, Syd, I like to tend your
garden. It's very relaxing, but I need to get back to work now. Is there
anything in particular you'd like me to do?"

Yes, I want you to make love to me. But she couldn't dare ask
him to do such a thing. Watching Evan at work made every nerve
in her body tingle with arousal, but there was little release unless
she took care of herself. Her husband Walt lost interest in sex
several years ago, leaving Sydney a very frustrated woman. In turn,
she lost interest in him, and had grown accustomed to her
passionless marriage, leaving her to fantasize about other men
for many years. I'm only sixty-eight; too young to give up on sex.
If only Evan could sweep her up in his arms for real as often as he
did in her fantasies.